Celestial Signer

Questions and Run!

Chapter 2

Questions and… Run!

Yusei landed with a heavy thud and drove a few meters before skidding to a stop.

"Well look what the cat dropped in," a voice called.

Yusei looked up to see a figure that was shadowed a bit by the sun's rays. The figure began to slide down the pile of which he was standing on.

"You have some explaining to do, pal. So start talking," the figure said.

The figure came into view as he reached the bottom. He had black pants, brown hiking boots, grey figureless gloves, orange shirt, brown vest, and orange hair.

"First thing's first," Yusei said.

"You asked for it," the figure said.

They brought their hands up in the form of a fist. To many eyes, it would seem like they were going to punch each other. But instead they fist bumped and laughed.

"How ya doing, Yusei?" the man greeted.

"Hey, Crow," Yusei greeted back. "What've you been up to?"

"Oh, you know me. Fighting the good fight, robbin' the rich to feed the poor," Crow said. "I see Sector Security got to ya."

"Yeah, well. I see you finally learned how to use a wrench," Yusei said. Crow laughed.

"Yeah, she's a beauty, right?" Crow responded. "Why don't we go check up on your friends?" Yusei looked at him confused. "Dude, I've known you long enough to know when something's bothering you. The only reason I could think of is your friends."

"Yeah, you're right. You obviously know me too well apparently," Yusei said.

"Then c'mon," Crow urged.

They zoomed off through the streets. They talked for a bit as Yusei was explaining the previous events. Yusei then began looking around and noticed the streets were practically deserted. "Crow, why are the streets so empty?" he asked.

"Some people in robes are walking around trying to round up followers. They are spouting these crazy speeches. I hear they're taking everyone underground," Crow explained. "Things have gotten weird here, Yusei, weirder than usual."

'Then I better look into this,' Yusei thought.

They looked forward and noticed a girl walking in front of them. She was walking away from them but she hadn't noticed them. They turned and hit the brakes at once. The girl jumped out of the way, and just in time. Crow and Yusei were mere inches from hitting her before they came to a final stop.

Yusei and Crow hurried off their bikes and the girl turned around to sit on her butt. She looked up at them in shock. They removed their helmets and the girl's eyes went wide.

"Hey, are you okay?" Yusei asked.

She looked down and clutched her head and began to shake it back and forth. She muttered things softly and it was almost impossible to hear. "No, not possible. This isn't possible. None of this is real, it's just a dream. Not possible, not possible, not possi…" Yusei cut her off by setting a hand on her shoulder. She cringed. "Not possible. Impossible. Has to be a trick. They aren't real. They can't be real."

"Hey, it's okay. We're not going to hurt you," Yusei comforted.

She looked up between Yusei and Crow. 'This can't be real. They're fictional characters from a TV show. They can't be real. But they feel real, they talk the exact same. How?!' she thought.

"What's your name?" Crow asked.

"E-Era. Era Windser," she answered.

"You don't look from around here. I don't even recognize you. Does she look familiar to you, Yusei?" Crow asked.

"No, she doesn't," Yusei answered. 'Yusei?!' Era thought. "Where do you come from, Era?" he asked Era.

"Not from here," she answered. 'I don't know what will happen if they learn what I know, but I'm pretty sure I don't want to find out,' Era thought.

"Do you not know where you're from? Or do you not want to tell us?" Crow asked.

"Second one. I just can't tell you," she answered.

"Why?" Yusei asked.

He held out a hand to help her up and she took it. Suddenly Yusei's mark lit up. He looked at it. Era looked straight at her newly marked arm and it, too, was glowing. She quickly hid it but Yusei still caught sight of it.

"What was that on your arm?" Yusei asked.

"Uh, uh, I… don't know," she stammered.

Crow looked between the two. "Okay, I'm confused. Why was your arm glowing?" he asked.

"I'm a Signer, Crow. I've already told you about this," Yusei said. Era's breath caught in her throat at the name, "Signer".

'It can't be possible. The Signer World isn't real. It's fake, fictional, nonexistent. How could I be in a world that isn't real?' Era thought.

She began to back away from confused fear. She couldn't handle this, not now. Not yet. She turned tail and ran as fast as she could.

"Wait!" Yusei yelled.

She kept running. 'Something's different about her. She seems to know us. Somehow. But I have to find out more,' Yusei thought. He turned to Crow. "Crow, let's go," Yusei said. "We can look for her later."

Crow nodded. They took off and went their way to Yusei's friends' hideout.

Era leaned against a stacked crate and slid down. "I think I'm free," she mumbled.

She looked up at the sky. The sun was beginning to disappear behind the horizon. "Am I really in the Signers' World? The World of Yu Gi Oh 5Ds? How did I get here if I am? Why am I here?" she asked herself.

She looked at the darkening sky. 'Where am I going to sleep?' Era thought. She looked around and saw nothing. She groaned. 'Might as well make myself comfortable on the ground,' she thought. She lied on her back and looked up as the forming constellations which were the same as back home. The moon was coming into her view as it moved through the sky.

Era had always believed there was a moon spirit protecting them, and that got people to stay away from her because they found it weird. "Moon Spirit, why was I brought here? If I can't know how, then I need to know why," she said.

She closed her eyes for a sleep that she knew wouldn't come easy. But slowly, sleep came over her body.

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